Gaara x reader(cute)

(Y/N), off to a New Life

I sat up from the ground and wiped the blood off of my lip. I had been beaten yet again. My sides were completely numb and my left eye was swollen shut. Warm liquid trickled down from my forehead as I stood to walk back to my small apartment. The recent abuse has been less painful. Maybe I'm used to pain. I don't feel it anymore. I just feel nothing. Why am I enduring this you ask? One answer, my dignity. It keeps me sane.
I limped into my home and went to lay down on my bed. My wounds were dressed soon enough and I collapsed and allowed sleep to take over.

My eyes opened to blackness. The time had flown and I had missed training. I shot out of bed and ran as fast as possible to the training grounds to catch up. I heal fast. I wasn't allowed to be a ninja by the hokage so I practiced in secret and have managed to surpassed the skills of many jonin. I let my kekkei genkai aid my chakra flow as I struck a post. My wings, a family secret and my alleged kekkei genkai, were itching to unfold. After running many laps and the usual repetitive kunai training, I walked into the woods surrounding the village.
The forest served as a vantage point and I was able to release my wings from my tight, (F/C) uniform. I sighed in relief and let the breeze hit my feathers. It was glorious. I took off and flew as quickly as I could out of the village. Where would I go? I don't know. I would be back soon but for now I was enjoying the freedom that flight gifted you with. The stars were my only light in the sky. I flew towards the village hidden in the sand ready for adventure.

Gaara's POV
I was tired and pissed. The day went on like usual. Annoying siblings, annoying bullies, annoying onlookers. The moon was nowhere to be seen, hidden amongst the clouds. Hiding from the world. Must be peaceful. I was staring into the sky when the stars began to blink in and out. Something was passing overhead. A bird? No. Too big. A person. I released sand from my gourd and allowed it to carry me towards the attacker. When the mystery person was in range I wrapped my sand around it, constricting it. I pulled the being closer to reveal their face. A girl. She looked to be my age and had the look on her face that only a ninja would wear. But what village? She has no headband. Only then did I see the tattoo. A dragon. It ran all the way up her arm and was only done in black ink. Except for the eyes. The eyes were a glowing purple. A Hiko. She's from Konaha. Not an enemy. "What is a Hiko doing in Sunagakure?" I asked her point blank.

(Y/N) POV
"What is a Hiko doing in Sunagakure?" the mystery man asked. He was intimidating. His sand was gripping me tightly and my wings were crumpled at my sides. They were throbbing and most likely broken. His red hair flowed in the constant wind and his seafoam eyes glared at me like daggers. "You got a problem with Hikos?"
"No, but I have a problem with intruders," he stated dryly.
"Fair enough."
"What business do you have here?"
"I was just flying through, didn't expect company."
He raised his eyebrows curiously and I held back giggles. I heard a crack as my wing dislocated. I screamed in agony. The pain was unbearable. My wings were extremely sensitive. The only place I felt pain. The boy set me down and stared blankly at my oddly bent wing. I held back tears. "It's dislocated" I said through a grimace.
"You have... Wings." he stared at me dumbfounded.
"You caught me while flying, you're just coming to this realization?!"
"I thought it was a jutsu, I had no idea they were actually a part of you"
"You're the first one outside of the family to know"
"How do I care for it?"he asked me.
"Like you would care for an arm, pop it back into place." He looked pale at the thought of it. I looked at him with pleading eyes. He obliged and I took my jacket and placed it in between my teeth. He tried to be careful but I told him to be quick. I saw black in the corners of my eyes and bit hard on the fabric to keep screams from leaving my mouth. "Dann that hurt!" I said after ripping the cloth from my mouth. The boy still looked pale and I realised I hadn't gotten his name. "Hey you! What's your name?"
"Gaara of the Sand" he said as he became suddenly interested in his feet.
"The Gaara? Woah, you're a legend! Nice to put a face to the name.'
"Speaking of names, I still don't know yours."
"Oh, right" I said quickly. "I'm (Y/N) Hiko"
"The (Y/N)? The one with th-"
I cut him off. "That would be me," I said frowning. I didn't want anyone to mention my 'other half,' especially not now. I had the spirit of the most powerful Hiko trapped inside me. He had attempted to destroy all five of the villages. He failed. Barely. He preserved his soul by finding a host he could manifest in. He sealed himself away in me. I am now like the jinchuriki, a monster with two souls.
  Gaara was still looking at me with widened eyes, his blue orbs looked glazed in the darkness. I looked at him more closely, he had bruises and cuts on his face, arms, and I would guess on his legs. I thought to myself, 'just like me.' He was the first to blink. I zoned out looking at a cut in his cheek. "Hey!" he said snapping me out of your trance. "What happened to your eye?" he asked.
"I got beat up"
"Why?"
"Why do you think?" I snapped.
"Oh... That." he said to me understandingly.
"I could ask you the same, how did you get the cuts?"
"Same reason"
   I felt empathy toward him. He has done through the same life I had and I was happy someone understood. Naruto was uncontrollably annoying so I never befriended him. He was the only other person I've met with the same issues.
"Hey Gaara?"
"Hmm?" he asked inquisitively.
"What if I moved to Suna?"
"What? Why would you leave Konaha?"
"I'm not allowed to be a ninja, I'm bullied constantly, I have no relatives to stay for, I don't really have friends, and the only one that understands me in Konaha is a ramen lover with no manners."
"Touché," he said smiling slightly.
"So? What about it?"
"It isn't up to me, I am not the Kazekage (yet). I will advocate for you if needed though. That made me happy. He was already walking towards the building, a nervous look on his face.
"What's up?" I asked, "you look worried."
"I'm fine, just nervous to see what he says." and with that you took a deep breath and walked alongside him towards your future.